
Claviers at Night presents a series of poems spoken by old keyboard instruments, as a white-haired figure passes down bare galleries and his fingers muse on each blind instrument. The Spinet recalls great-ruffed ladies and gallants dancing the galliard and coranto, brought home in the Earl's galleys, then moonlit yew alleys and a Fool kneeling to a lady in a satin kirtle. The lawns fall silent, the bat flits through the candled hall, and the brocaded ladies fade. The Harpsichord calls on soft wings, which once eased Antony on his Nile-barge, to bring sleep to the sleepless in a crumbling Keep. In the Clavichord, the Fool lies on a stark pallet, dreading that God may appear in avenging mail above the dust of kings. Then the faint sounds of ivy, carters and falconers come, saying he has another day.
By Herbert Trench · First published 1901 · Genre: Lyric poetry, Symbolist poetry, Late Victorian poetry · 906 words
_I watch'd a white-hair'd Figure like a breeze / Pass, with a smile, down the bare galleries / And heard his ancient fingers, as he went, / Muse on the heart of each blind instrument._
SPINET
poetry · lyric poem · keyboard instruments · spinet · harpsichord · clavichord · music and memory · old age · mortality · courtly dance · Renaissance England · moonlit garden
Claviers at Night is listed on Textopian as a poem by Herbert Trench, dated 1901 CE.
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